"Finally, it's lunch time!" JoJo practically shouted as he exited Spanish class. After all, it had been 2 entire hours since he had eaten his Snickers during Morning Recess.
JoJo quickly found there were more unwritten rules about high school. This one applied to lunch, and it was called: Senior Privilege. It basically meant Seniors could break line and get their lunch more quickly. JoJo almost smarted off to Ralph Hiser, a smaller senior, but he thought better of it.
The good news was the food: Spaghetti on the first day, plus those lunchroom rolls...Umm Good!
More rules...you could save seats for other students. You would get SHOUTED out in middle school for saving seats. JoJo found out this rule the hard-way. He attempted to sit at a table that was occupied by only 1 Sophomore Girl.
"Move it, Freshy," this girl spouted.
JoJo didn't say a word. He walked around the lunchroom for about 3&1/2 minutes before finding other freshmen at a table in the corner of the lunchroom.
"Guys, please tell me I can sit with you!"
"Sure, JoJo! We got busted, too."
"Man, I may get in a fight with one of these upper classmen."
"Are you sure you want to do that, Jo?" asked Patsy Nunez
"Uhhh, no. But, I feel better by saying it! Ha!"
The other freshmen at the table all chimed in, "That's true."
Rhonda Rebel said, "This is just not groovy the way we are being treated, man!"
Oh brother, not GROOVY again, JoJo thought.
Rhonda was a 60s child stuck in the 70s, and JoJo thought she was awful. However, today he was glad to have her on his side. JoJo never expected high school to be like this. For years, he thought..Just wait till high school. It never crossed his mind that he would be the Punk of the Month!
As lunch ended, JoJo tried to find his 4th period English class. However, the tardy bell found him first. Then, Mr. Straight, the Assistant Principal found JoJo wandering the hall.
"What are you doing wandering the halls, Mister?"
JoJo had heard about Straight always calling boys "Mister" and letting the girls get away with murder.
"UHH, I can't find my class."
"What class is that, Mister?"
"Mrs. Tense's English class."
"This is your one break, Mister." Mr. Straight practically put a finger right in front of JoJo's nose to make the "one" point.
JoJo was already worn down from this day. "Thank you, sir."
"Go down to the end of the hallway and take a right. Mrs. Tense is the first room on the right, Mister."
JoJo was grateful. "I am grateful for your help, sir."
"What are you, mister? One of those geeky punks?"
"Yes sir...I mean no sir."
"Get to class, Mister."
JoJo practically ran with an impressive-size stack of books. He almost lost his English notebook, but he made a great save. When JoJo finally found Mrs. Tense's classroom, the door was locked.
So, JoJo BANGED ON THE DOOR.
"What is this and who are you??" Mrs. TENSE yelled! And, she was no beauty. As a matter of fact she was scary.
JoJo was wide-eyed, and stuttered..."I'm JoJo Smith, Mrs. Tense. I'm sorry, but I couldn't find your class."
"Freshman, huh?"
"Yes mam."
"Be here on time, Smith!"
"Yes mam."
As JoJo entered the room, a smell permeated this place. It was like a wet tennis shoe or a rotten poot. He almost barfed his spaghetti.
"Pick any seat freshman."
Real funny, you old tense hag... there is only ONE seat, JoJo boldly thought to himself.
"Like I was saying prior to our interruption...You will be on time! You will bring a pencil and an ink pen--every day! You will have homework---every night! If you don't do it, you will fail!
ANY QUESTIONS!!!?"
It was literally like a morgue. JoJo has stopped breathing. Which wasn't all bad considering the stench of the classroom.
Mrs. Tense continued, "Open your notebooks. You will write one neat paragraph telling about your activities of the past summer. You will include parents' names, siblings' names, and pet names."
JoJo thought...what is a sibling? Then he remembered it was Remi.
There were only freshmen in the class, but every time Mrs. Tense answered a question, she would add..."What do you think, Freshman!?" She hates freshmen, and I can't wait for P.E.
JoJo's PE class was awesome! Not only was Tommy there, but several of his friends, and some upperclassmen hot girls! Now, he remembered the reason he wanted to come to high school. After several games of B-Ball, it was off to his last period of the day...Science.
He found out soon enough that it was called Biology. JoJo HATED science, but maybe this would be ok. The teacher, Mr. Earth said the students would be cutting up stuff. He called it some kind of sect..risect or dissect. Either way, it sounded cool. He actually like Old Man Earth (who is 31-years old)! The end of JoJo's first high school day had finally come. It was unforgettable and his head was sore....
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